I need to start off by saying that I’m not (wasn’t) religious. I’ve always been level headed, and rational.
Four weeks ago this weekend I lost my partner of 19 months. She was Filipina and therefore quite religious.
As is customary here, her “wake” lasted 7 days. I was at the side of her coffin at her family home for most of that time, but there were times that I had to return to our condo to sleep/shower.
After the first night that I was home, when I woke up in the morning (bedroom door was closed and we’ve no feather pillows/duvets.) there was a tiny fluffy white feather on the floor next to the bed.
Then on the Friday morning, there were three more almost identical tiny feathers in a line on the floor of our lounge. Again all the doors had been closed.
I’ve taken great comfort from these. I can’t think of a normal rational reason other than them being a sign from her that she is in peace after a long illness.
I hope others here have taken comfort from similar experiences.
Like you, I’m not at all religious. I do think there’s an afterlife.
Last month my son and his wife had a baby boy, their first and the first grandchild to be born, since my wife passed away ( january last year).
My other two sons had their little boys a few weeks before Susan left us and she did meet them.
She didnt live long enough to see our third grandson. This really upset my son and if im honest , me too.
I met up with my son and his wife and we took the baby for a walk in the park and out of nowhere a Robin landed on the pram handle facing the baby. It stayed on the handle for about a minute and flew off. It followed us till we left the park.
Old folklore says when you see a Robin its a departed loved one coming to say hello.
We all thought the same and took great comfort that my wife had come to meet the new baby.